In this adult blog, it is my hope that you find things that make you think, give you opportunity to voice your opinion, and allow us to be a community of people who care - even if from afar - for eachother. Be welcome and let your heart be heard.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

I just got done talking with Scottie. We IM a few times a week. We talked about our morning.... I have been busy already caring for the neighbor's two dogs and realized how I never thought my dog really was so well behaved until having to clean up poop from the neighbor dog two days running. Bleh! But, back to my point... we were talking about this guy who is starting his own white supremacist town. Here's the link to Scotties post: http://scottiestoybox.com/2013/09/22/white-supremacist-town/ Now, it was a fairly intense idea, conversation, moral issues and... wow, I just felt depressed at the end of it from how trite and hateful people can be. So, perhaps that is why I find myself unable to not post about this....

You see, after talking about such a striking issue with Scottie, I went to check the weather. I put both of those poopie dogs outside - one is little and not sure how long I can leave him out. I checked the weather channel to see if I need to go let the little one back in. It's about 57 and sunny right now - nice morning, really. Perhaps just a bit cold for the little guy.... and then for some reason, I found myself yelling at the screen. I do that on occasion... the medications just aren't working, I guess. Here is a similar pic to the one that had me screaming:
Now, again, that is not the actual one. I got this one from google images. But, look.... does it really matter if we "love" or "ugh!" the weather? Will it change if we offer enough negative opinion? Maybe I can use logic and reason to change the weather's mind?
At what point do we simply have to acknowledge that reality is what it is, and it really doesn't matter if I "love" it or, well, "ugh!". And, why am I screaming at my screen again?

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Republicans read Dickens all wrong

I long for endless Saturdays...

Never forget

You are wanted. You are needed. You are loved and cared for by people you may not even realize know you. Hopes and dreams that are only yours, a life that is precious, a person that is unique: this is you, and this is why you must never give up.

If you hurt, if you are tired, if you can't find one more step and don't think the world cares....write to me at blundersonword at hotmail dot com. Let me tell you that I care. I may not have the answers, but I have ears to hear, and heart to care, and eyes that will cry with you until you are ready to continue. You are precious. Never, ever, EVER! let anyone tell you different. ok?

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A bit about me:

I am a middle aged man who missed his youth for fear of the truth. I now live in denial, and yet wish I could be free to be me. So, in this blog I have determined that I want to have my time to understand and grow. I've missed out on a lot, but hope to have a good relationship before it all ends for me.

I believe in a loving God, who knows me and cares for me.

I believe in beauty, coming in many packages and forms.

I believe I am put on this earth to help, to love, and to lift up.

I believe mistakes are just that and shouldn't be life sentences.

I believe that the future is wide open and I hope to be brave enough to be a part of it.

And I love this quote from John Lennon: “There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance. We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our imperfections. If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to our ability to love others or our potential to create. Evolution and all hopes for a better world rest in the fearlessness and open-hearted vision of people who embrace life.”

Do you kow where you are?

Hello Friends;
While not so free in life, in this blog I am unapologetically homosexual. This is my place to be free, to live a life I've denied myself outside the cyber world for fear of reprisal, humiliation, desertion.
In this blog I am me. I can laugh and cry, hope and dream, and pray that my life will one day mirror the aspirations of my blogging self.
So, I invite you upon this trip as I learn who I am, and maybe I learn enough courage to be that person. I ask you to respect the other people who come to this blog. Let's face it, if we want abuse, we don't need to come here for that.
I remind you that this is an adult blog. Not intended for minors. And, though there may be pics of younger males here, there are also dogs, horses, cats, rabbits and other such random images that celebrate things beautiful and worthy of respect. Do not disrespect them. I also ask you to understand that this blog has links to other blogs and those blogs are responsible for thier own content. Please remember that nude is not lewd.
If you can accept this, welcome. If not, please move on. If you have any questions, feel free to write me.